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Daloki – Part 6: The Sabbat

Daloki’s relationship with Elexin had been deteriorating for some time. She had learned of many lies he’d told her – especially his saying he’d had only two wives before her, the dragon Fierra and the human Marlena, both deceased. In fact, she learned, he had several wives in different time periods – wives he still visited. Then, too, it seemed that the love potion was finally beginning to wear off.

Yet they were getting along fairly well when several important vampires disappeared, kidnapped by an unknown group. One of these was the Archon of Elexin’s Clan, the Ventrue. Elexin believed that the Sabbat – an organization of renegade vampires – was behind the kidnappings, and together he and Daloki put together a plan that would – they hoped – allow her to get information on the Archon’s whereabouts. But to do this, she would have to be initiated into the Sabbat.

This was probably the second dumbest move she’d made since coming to Hellifyno (after marrying Elexin).

The Logo of the Sabbat

They staged a huge fight that ended in “divorce,” and not long afterward, the Sabbat contacted Dal. She had no idea what she was getting into, and worse, Elexin went stark, staring mad again shortly afterward, leaving her with no contact who knew why she was doing what she was doing.

By the Sabbat she was twisted into something she loathed – someone who delighted in bringing terror and death to her human prey. Her food of choice became pregnant women and their fetuses. She ranged the countryside murdering entire families for blood and the sheer pleasure of watching the horror on the faces of those whose loved ones she killed first.

Elexin recovered, and she discovered that he had even lied to her about why he wanted her to join the Sabbat. It had nothing to do with Archon Raines. He simply wanted to know what his brother Lucito, head of the Sabbat, was up to. He was less than pleased to learn that she had become Lucito’s lover.

Her life was unbearable. She hated what she had become, yet was helpless to change. The Beast within her was too strong. She had become a monster – she, who under her careless and cynical exterior had always believed in fair play, now murdered innocents for pleasure as well as for blood. Her friends inexplicably remained loyal, but she detested herself.